*Something I whipped up during my hour break… I’m not a native English speaker so pardon the grammar if its bad. Enjoy!
First day of college… I dreaded this day since summer began, and now it is here. This day is nothing more than a day where everyone show up to class looking all prepared and ready, while knowing that they’ll fall as sleep before class even starts, for the rest of the semester. There are also those new high school kids coming in, all magically knowing how they will all become doctors and neurologists and heart surgeons, ready to dominate the world. Gosh those kinds get on my nerve like a pesky fly in the kitchen. It’s sad to think that their fluffy dreams will share the same fate as the fly. Squashed. By second semester, they will begin to realize it’s just a propaganda that society had drilled into their heads, to go to college and succeed. All the while the university make money and continue to groom them with, “Oh don’t worry Rick, take as much time as you need to make up your mind, but keep coming to school ok?” What a stupid fucking world we live in.
The bus jerked to a sudden stop, jolting my mind back to the real world. I can still see the morning fog of early spring. I walked to the front and thanked the bus driver on the way out, at least he’s real about his career. I casually walked to class along with a crowd of other students. In front of me was a group of Asian students, I think they’re the international exchange students, because they were not speaking English. They continue to talk in some sort of Chinese or Japanese sounding language, heck I don’t know nor do I give a fuck. Anyways, they began to piss me off because they walked like a single military unit, taking up the whole damn sidewalk. I tried walking towards the left side, they fan out and block me. I tried walking to the right, and they do it again. What the fuck?! Are you serious right now?! I got frustrated but being the devilish fucker I am, I thought of an idea.
Do you remember what you learned about different cultures back in high school? The part where different cultures have different sized personal space? I remembered. The Asians in contrast to Americans, have very little tolerance for close personal space. Don’t get me wrong, they’re ok with being super close to each other, but I’m sure not with foreign strangers. Anyways, I think it was right. I barely paid attention in class anyways. My boring ass high school teacher could barely walk, let alone teach a class. Every class, I was so sure she was going to drop dead at any second, and class would be canceled, and I could finally go home and sleep. I would still go to her funeral though, I’m not that big of an ass hole. It would be nice to just to see that old bitch’s dead body one last time.
So anyways, my body was shivering with joy as I knew how to get past this damn impenetrable block of Asian meat. I started speeding up and walked right up close behind one of the girls. Now in my mind, I imagined that the girl would move to the side because their Asian senses are tingling. That in turn would produce a chain reaction, that will cause all the other Asians to split, making a passable road for me to go through. Like Moses and the Red Sea, except it is Rick and the Yellow Asians. So I got really close behind this one petite Asian girl. She didn’t move out of the way. What the fuck? Maybe I didn’t get close enough? Fuck it. I moved in even closer, to the point where my cock was rubbing up against her skinny, tight butt. Then… something unexpected happened. Goosebumps.
My body was shocked with a wave of goosebumps, from my waist up to my neck. Damn she had a soft butt! By now, the entire crowd had stopped and waited at a stop light. My cock began to get harder, as I look at her more closely. She was a bit shorter than me, to about where my nose is parallel to the top of her head. Her skin was white with a light blush, and I could tell from the texture that it was smooth as a flower petal. Her long, lushly, brown hair hanging down like a magnificent curtain. I could smell her rosy, sweet perfume from where I was standing, and that drove me nuts. Oh her waist, her delicious tiny seductive waist! How I wished I could just grab it and shove my dick in her soft little butt, right there on the street. The red hand of the stop light turned into the white walking man. We all started walking and I had to depart her sweet, succulent little butt.
My hard on was now visible in my jeans. It was hard to hide so I staggered back and walked slowly behind, hoping that no one had seen what I had just done. She was still walking in front of me, and my eyes were just glued to her ass. The worst part was she was wearing these pair tight, white shorts that just showed her nicely-shaped ass. It wasn’t too big or small, just right. And it bounced as she walked, as if it was taunting me to fuck it. The group of Asians took a right turn at one of the building, and she did too along with them. I felt a bit sad that I couldn’t have her, a bit jealous too. Damn, her boyfriend must be lucky to be fucking that ass.
After a bit of aimlessly walking to my class, I finally arrived. I find the most back-end seat of the lecture hall, placed my backpack on a seat nearby, and got comfortable. I took out my earphones and hook it up to my laptop and turned on some jazz music. Yeah, I like my music classy while I get tortured by the faculty drones of the university, in their attempts to inject knowledge into my head. As I lounge there, a figure of a person came by, gesturing their hand at the seat with my bag on it. They might have said something but I couldn’t hear, I was plugged in with my ear phones. Out of all the seats in the entire symposium, why did you have to take the seat right fucking next to me? Jesus… Anyways, I didn’t give a shit. Without looking, I sluggishly grab my bag off the seat and place it on the floor by my feet.
I lounge back into my seat and closed my eyes, enjoying my beautiful jazz. I felt the stranger next to me sat down. All of a sudden, i felt this soft touch on my arm. I opened my eyes and glanced over, about to ask the damn fucker if he knew what personal fucking space is… it wasn’t a he. It was a skinny, smooth white arm, wearing a hello kitty bracelet, that was smothering against mine. I can tell it was a girl’s arm. I looked up at the her and what do ya know. It was the same pretty girl I was rubbing dick up against earlier at the stop light. This time I finally see her face, and my god… what a princess. She had the cutest lips and eyes, complimented perfectly by white skin and slender face. Her brown and curly hair was beautiful, the way they laid on her shoulder and chest made me sweat with lust. Oh my her chest… her chest was something else… a rack with a pair of perky, succulent tits… they weren’t too big, but enough to shove my face in it and sleep for eternity. She was wearing a collared white silk blouse, almost see through. And I could see her nipples pointed up right at me, just begging to be sucked on.
“H-Hey,” I stupidly stuttered.
“Oh, sorry!,” she said, and quickly moved her arm down to her lap.
“That’s all right, I was cold so your arm kinda warmed me a little,” I assured.
She looked at me with her cute little confused eyes, “cold?” she mumbled.
“Yeah, it’s just that you’re kinda warm and I’m kinda cold, so it felt nice.. yaknow?” I sputtered.
What the fuck Rick? You can’t even put a logical sentence together anymore? I usually don’t care for girls. I mean don’t get me wrong, I still bang some chick at the bar every now and then to satisfy my urge, but it’s usually straightforward and very professional. But this time, there something about her that made me nervous. She probably doesn’t understand English too anyways, what’s the point.
She continued to stare at me with that strange look on her face.
“Ah don’t worry about, it was nothing,” I said, and went back to my laptop screen.
She stopped with the staring and went into her bag, pulling out a notebook and some sort of digital dictionary and began take note of the lecture. Yup, she can’t speak English all right. But damn, she have a tight ass body, with a pair of tits I can’t keep my eyes off of. I kept glancing over, enjoying my view of her sexy side boob while listening on to my jazz. Life is good.
After a view minutes, the professor dimmed the lights down to almost darkness, and began to show his powerpoint slides on the projector screen in front of the symposium. As I continue looking at the petite Asian chick, my cock got harder. I kept imagining myself grabbing on those delicious puppies of hers, and sucking on them as hard as i could. I began to get goosebumps again as my eyes trace from her tits to her waist, and see-thoroughness of her blouse gave me a glimpse of her skinny little tummy. What I would do to just squirt my load on that tummy… Damn, my dick is getting harder. I can feel it pushing against my jeans, screaming to be let out and ravage the beauty next to me.
It jerked up.
She glanced over at the tent in my pants, and then up at me. She caught my eyes as I was looking at her body.
“huh..?” she muttered.
Oh shit, my cover is blown! How am i supposed to explain this?!
“uh, sorry, it’s cold in here,” I said.
“cold?” she asked.
“yeah, don’t worry about, we been over this,” I replied.
She giggled, and poked at the lump on my pants.
“It so hard,” she remarked, as she was rubbing on my pants, “Can I touch it?”
Before I could replied, she unzipped my jeans and whip out my throbbing cocking, and slurped the entire length of my cock down her throat…
I gasp for air…
*sorry more next time.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/46m6oz/college_asian_chick